A Lot Of Questioning Needed

Right at the end
You change your mind
You separated friends
I think you'll find

"Where was you?"
I'll get tomorrow
I'll have to go in
But can't face their sorrow

I'm told people were bitching
That may be your fault too
But it's not like this happens anyway
And this'll happen, you never knew

So where am I when this happens?
Yeah, I'm tucked up indoors
Why always when I'm ill?
And I question for a cause

I'm told you just left them
Forgot about them all
I want to question your intentions
Are you the one to make them fall?